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Like the seeds of the weeds

In an Autumn wind

We met out in mid air

And fell together

In a patch of ground

And grew to be a pair

But not a pair in the usual sense

As you were much too tall

With curly hair while mine was straight

And I was much to small

We were like interlocking pieces

In the Jigsaw Puzzle of Life

Now the puzzle is faded

Half the pieces are lost

It's limp with ten years wear

Our edges are ragged

And the fit is loose

I guess that we'd best take care

Our scene is pastoral

Naive like our minds

Not fun to be in some times

We want a change from the fields and the skies

And crave some dots or some lines

We were like interlocking pieces

In the Jigsaw Puzzle of Life

In the Jigsaw Puzzle of Life